Spoken and heard
The past week or so has been spent in relative solitude. I have been alone in my apartment for hours and hours (and, um, days) at a time, allowing the silence to overwhelm and consume me. As an introvert, the more time I spend alone, the more time I want to spend alone… and this can quickly reach an unhealthy place.
The other morning, I woke up. I sat up. I listened. And it was quiet – silent, even. I looked around my room, and didn’t hear anything. My eyes were taking in my surroundings, but my ears were not registering any stimuli. Then my brain gears started turning, and I started to wonder. So I spoke.
“Am I deaf?”
And I heard myself.
I know… always so dramatic.
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tags: Nugget | Quiet | Ridiculous
or you THINK you heard yourself…
well, go grab Wilson, over-dramatize the building of a fire, and save yourself from the deserted island called Nashville!
i love that story… and i love that you post it!
If this was after the hair cut, maybe it was just the new acoustics?
Hee hee.
haha. graham and nicholas are funny dudes. very funny dudes!